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  • 作词 : Spencer
    Kolea kai piha!
    I aha mai nei?
    Kunou mai nei.
    E aha kakou?
    E ai kakou.
    Nohea ka ai?
    No Kahiki mai.
    Hiki mai ka lani.
    Olina Hawaii,
    Mala'eal'e ke ala,
    Nou e ka lani.
    Puili pu ke aloha.
    Pili me ka'u manu.
    Ka puana a ka moe?
    Moe oe a ho'olana.
    Ka hal'a a hiki mai;
    O'oe pu me a'u
    Noho pu i ka wai aliali
    Ha'ina ia ka puana
    O ka hua o ke kolea,aia i
    Kahiki. Hiki mai lou aloha.
    Ma'ele au. [English]
    A plover eating at the edge of the sea!
    What is it saying to me?
    It keeps bobbing its head.
    To do what would you counsel?
    Why, eat its plump body!
    Whence comes this sweet morsel?
    From the land of
    Tahiti. When our sovereign appears,
    Hawai'i gathers for play.
    Stumble blocks cleared from the way,
    Fit rule of the
    King's highway.
    Let each one embrace then his love;
    For me, I'll keep to my dove.
    Hark now, the signal for bed!
    Attentive then to loves tread,
    While a wee bird sings
    I the soul.
    My love comes heat-whole.
    Then quaff the waters of bliss.
    Say, what is the key to all this?
    The plover eggs laid in
    Tahiti. Your love.
    When it comes, finds me.
  • 作词 : Spencer
    Kolea kai piha!
    I aha mai nei?
    Kunou mai nei.
    E aha kakou?
    E ai kakou.
    Nohea ka ai?
    No Kahiki mai.
    Hiki mai ka lani.
    Olina Hawaii,
    Mala'eal'e ke ala,
    Nou e ka lani.
    Puili pu ke aloha.
    Pili me ka'u manu.
    Ka puana a ka moe?
    Moe oe a ho'olana.
    Ka hal'a a hiki mai;
    O'oe pu me a'u
    Noho pu i ka wai aliali
    Ha'ina ia ka puana
    O ka hua o ke kolea,aia i
    Kahiki. Hiki mai lou aloha.
    Ma'ele au. [English]
    A plover eating at the edge of the sea!
    What is it saying to me?
    It keeps bobbing its head.
    To do what would you counsel?
    Why, eat its plump body!
    Whence comes this sweet morsel?
    From the land of
    Tahiti. When our sovereign appears,
    Hawai'i gathers for play.
    Stumble blocks cleared from the way,
    Fit rule of the
    King's highway.
    Let each one embrace then his love;
    For me, I'll keep to my dove.
    Hark now, the signal for bed!
    Attentive then to loves tread,
    While a wee bird sings
    I the soul.
    My love comes heat-whole.
    Then quaff the waters of bliss.
    Say, what is the key to all this?
    The plover eggs laid in
    Tahiti. Your love.
    When it comes, finds me.